Ocelot has some fun

I do not own Metal Gear Solid, or the characters.

Please be nice, this is my first fic on AFF. Also this is my first Metal gear solid fic.

Contains: M/M, Rape, and bondage.

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Naked snake groaned and opened his eyes lazily. He did not recognize the place he had awoken to, and he was alone. He went to move and stretch only to realized his hands where cuffed, and his feet had been tied. When did this happen? He asked him self, pulling at the restraints around his limbs to get free. Eventually he gave up and slammed his back roughly against the wall behind him. It was no use, even some one as slick as him could not get out of this one.
“Damn,” He mumbled when the thought of not smoking in a while crossed his mind. This was hell in a big gray metallic box.
He did a double take, looking around the room again. His eyes widened, “Is this a torture room,” mumbling as he shook his head. “No, why would that put me here? They should have killed me by now…”
“Why not Snake, have some where you have to be?” A voice spat from the doorway.
Snake glared at the figure, “What do you want?” He barked. The site of this certain person angered him deeply.
“Ocelot,” Snake growled, glaring at the male as he closed and locked the door.
Ocelot chuckled at Snakes poor attempt to sound tough. Ocelot paced in front of Snake, playing with his revolver.
Snakes eye twitched from the annoying sound Ocelot’s spurs rotating while he walked. Snake was becoming annoyed with Ocelots constant pacing, if he had something to say he sure as hell better say it soon.
“Stop your fucking pacing, and humor me with what you have to say. You cat fucking bastard.”
Ocelot narrowed his eyes and rammed his foot into Snakes neck. “You filthy American dog,” scowling as Snake started to choke. “Here I’m the one that convinced Volgin not to kill you, and this is how you repay me.” He removed his foot, and then kicked Snake over.
Snake grunted when he hit the hard floor, lying on his front side. He did not exactly like the way his chin hit the floor, but for now, he will live. As for right now, his concerns were leaning more towards what Ocelot had in mind.
“Pathetic,” Ocelot chuckled walking around the bound male on the floor. “And yet, I highly find this amusing.”
Snake tried to sit up, only to have Ocelot’s foot slamming roughly into his back, and slamming back onto the floor. Snake’s body ached now.
Ocelot backed off for now and continued pacing around Snake. “What, no answer?” He smirked, bending down and grabbing a hold of Snake’s cuffs, dragging him to the opposite wall. Ocelot dragged Snake a good eight feet before slamming him into the wall.
Snake lay on his side, groaning in pain as his back continued to ache. Snake glanced up at Ocelot, and by the looks of it, he was not even close to done.
Snake almost felt worried. What is he planning? Snake thought to himself, not really wanting to know.
Snake sat up sighing as he looked down at the cuffs around his wrists. They were overly tight.
Ocelot looked down at him and scowled, kicking him hard in the side. “Get up,” Ocelot snapped, grabbing hold of Snakes hair, and forcing him to stand up. Ocelot earned an unwilling sound from Snake.
Ocelot curled his lip and looked Snake over. Why isn’t he fighting back? Ocelot asked him self, smirking a few moments later. Oh well, he wont be quiet for long.
Ocelot pushed Snake onto an interrogation table, forcing him to bend over the table. Ocelot untied Snakes feet, tying them to the table legs instead. Snake noticed the table was against the wall.
Ocelot started to get bored; Snake obviously had no will to fight. Maybe the previous ass kicking wore him out. Worn out or not, Ocelot still forced a gag into snaked mouth. A cheap torn piece of cloth gag, but it works.
Snake laid there limp, exhausted from Ocelot’s previous beating. Shrugging Ocelot smacked Snack hard in the rear, causing Snake to flinch. Ocelot chuckled as he pulled at Snakes belt, and undid his pants. After pulling Snakes pants down, and letting them fall around his ankles. Ocelot was quick to undo his pants, reveling his hardened member. Ocelot squeezed Snaked butt, digging his nails into it was Snake whined through the cloth. Ocelot laughed sadistically as he started to grind his erection into Snake, watching as he dug at the wooden table, attempting to get away from Ocelot’s sick plan.
Soon after Snake found himself aroused by this, too weak to fight, and not awake enough to care as much as he should. Snakes eyes widened as the male behind him thrusted hard into him. Snaked make a muffled cry for help. Remembering that it was no use, no one here would care.
Ocelot continued to thrust hard and fast into Snake, feeling blood seep from his unwilling partner’s anus. Snake tried to toughen up and take this like a man, but the feeling of Ocelot pounding himself into Snake made him think Ocelot was trying to rip him apart.
Blood ran down the front of Ocelot’s legs, as he grinned at this. Snake was starting to like it.
Ocelot quickened his pace even more, when he heard light, muffled moans from Snake, who soon cried out in an orgasm the bet he could after a few more minutes of hard thrusts, then Ocelot Made a satisfied noise when he came inside the worn, hurt Snake.
Ocelot Chuckled as he pulled himself from Snake, fixing his pants then cutting Snake free.
“Maybe next time when I plan on crushing you some more, you’ll fight back, you filthy dog.” Ocelot scowled as Snake fell backwards onto the floor, ready to pass out.
Ocelot sighed, and started walking away, unlocking the door and closing it behind him. Snake twitched when Ocelot turned off the lights.
Now what was he going to do? Beaten, raped and he was still bleeding. To make matters worse Ocelot acted as if he hated it. Probly did hate it, after all I didn’t ‘fight back.’ Snake felt ready to die, and he knew that, Ocelot had accomplished his plan.